"What did you call me?" Han Jingmo's voice was almost squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Sir." Lu Wanwan hugged him and trembled.

"Go forward."

"I will definitely treat you well." He didn't say those two words.

Han Jingmo grabbed her collar from behind and tried to lift her up.

Lu Wanwan refused to give in: "Don't pull me, I just want to hug you!" Shameless and very proactive.

Han Jingmo: "..."

Lu Wanwan threw herself into his arms, buried her head in his shoulder, and felt that her face was hot and must have turned red. She didn't want him to see her blushing face, it was too scary.

Moreover, her heart was beating very fast, thump thump, almost jumping out of her throat, and she couldn't calm down.

"I..." Lu Wanwan said in a low voice: "I'm still very nervous, what should I do?"

"Not nervous." Han Jingmo held her with both hands: "It's a normal reaction."

"How do you know?"

"My heart is beating fast too."

"Ah?" Lu Wanwan was surprised, unable to imagine that he would be like this, and said in surprise: "But you look very calm."

Han Jingmo's hand on her waist suddenly tightened, and whispered: "Just watching."

Just these four short words, without even any emotional ups and downs, made Lu Wanwan's ears explode, her face became even hotter, and she seemed to like him even more.

It was really killing me.

After her nervous and excited mood calmed down, Lu Wanwan realized that he was hugging her with both hands, and she immediately exploded: "Your injury, don't move your right hand, don't hug me."

"No matter, I just want to hug you." Han Jingmo said, hugging you tighter.

Lu Wanwan's heartbeat, which had finally slowed down, started beating wildly again.

What should I do if I like him even more!

But just in case, Lu Wanwan still squeezed out a bit of rationality. She was very reluctant to get up from his arms. After carefully checking it, she was relieved to find that the wound was not broken.

"I know my limits." Han Jingmo comforted.

"Then I have to see it with my own eyes before I can feel at ease." Lu Wanwan looked into his clear eyes and said apologetically: "I'm sorry for you."

"Wronged...?" Han Jingmo's eyelids twitched.

"Yes, there were no flowers, no candlelight dinner, no Ferris wheel... nothing, and I just confessed to you like this." Lu Wanwan tugged at his clothes: "You were still wearing pajamas, and you smelled of medicine."

Han Jingmo: "...I shouldn't have worn pajamas."

Lu Wanwan: "No, you shouldn't have worn clothes."

Han Jingmo: "You..."

Lu Wanwan: "Did I scare you by being too bold? Then I'll be more tactful next time."

Han Jingmo: "...No, this is very... OK."

After ending a dirty and meaningless conversation, Lu Wanwan sat down beside him. Seeing her clothes, she felt frustrated: "I didn't dress up properly and didn't prepare anything. It was too informal and too hasty."

Han Jingmo shook his head: "Not hasty, it will come naturally."

Lu Wanwan smiled, his eyes curved: "I wanted to buy you a gift, but when I saw how handsome you were just now, I couldn't help it. However, I will make it up to you in the future."

"I'll make it up." Han Jingmo raised his eyebrows and said softly: "Everything you like, we have."

"Oh my God! How can you be so good, my wife!" Lu Wanwan rushed over to hug him again. She knew that he would be dissatisfied, but she still couldn't help wanting to call him that.

But unexpectedly, Han Jingmo did not bother with the title. Instead, he stroked her hair and asked softly, "If I accidentally do something to upset you, please don't be angry, okay?"

His tone was filled with a slight pleading and flattering tone.

Lu Wanwan was stunned. This was the first time she heard him speak in this tone. In her impression, Han Jingmo was always cold, strong, and sharp-tongued...

This was too abnormal.

Lu Wanwan's heart skipped a beat. She got up from his arms and looked straight at him: "You have made me unhappy, why can't I be angry."

Han Jingmo: "..." That's true.

Lu Wanwan narrowed her eyes: "Did you do something to let me down?"

"...No." Han Jingmo hesitated for a second before answering. It shouldn't be considered an apology.

"Do you have someone else outside?"

"No." This time the answer was decisive and clear.

"Do you want to have someone else outside?"

"No." This time it was a faint helplessness.

"Although you are very handsome, I will still get angry if you make me unhappy." Lu Wanwan paused and said, "However, for your sake, I will be less angry."

As he said that, he used his thumb and little finger to measure a little distance.

Han Jingmo sighed, it was really just a little, how can he make her not angry?

He was distracted for just a second, and then he felt his face tighten, and his left and right cheeks were pinched by two hands.

"Let go." Han Jingmo's tone was neither salty nor light.

"No." Lu Wanwan was not afraid at all. Not only did she not let go, she also teased a decent woman, pinching from top to bottom and rubbing her thoroughly.

Han Jingmo did not quite understand her habit, and kept tilting his head back, trying to avoid it.

"Don't hide." Lu Wanwan's eyes widened slightly, and her voice was crisp.

Han Jingmo paused, and really did not hide.

Lu Wanwan couldn't help laughing out loud, and she laughed for a long time before stopping: "Why do I feel like I'm bullying you?"

"Not like." Han Jingmo looked at her with innocent eyes and innocent tone: "You are bullying me."

"You you you..." Lu Wanwan was so cute that she almost bled: "Are you being coquettish?"

"No."

"Why are you so cute!"

"Don't use that word to describe me."

"Is that cute?"

Han Jingmo narrowed his eyes, suddenly stretched out his hand and hugged her into his arms, his burning eyes fell on her face: "Cute?"

Lu Wanwan swallowed his saliva, his heart began to pound again, the face in his sight was so handsome that it was suffocating.

"That..." Lu Wanwan lowered her eyelashes, quickly moved over, and placed a kiss on the corner of his lips. They separated as soon as they touched, and she immediately stepped back, covering her face shyly: "I wanted to do this a long time ago."

Han Jingmo was stunned for a moment, and his eyes suddenly became dark.

Lu Wanwan put down his hand, tears sparkling in his shy eyes: "Do you mind?"

Han Jingmo shook his head mechanically.

"Then can I kiss you again?"

Han Jingmo nodded mechanically.

Lu Wanwan moved over cautiously, and suddenly realized, would this be too unrestrained?

However, Han Jingmo said that he didn't mind and agreed to her request to kiss him again, so Lu Wanwan boldly kissed him and even secretly changed the angle and kissed him directly on the lips.

Han Jingmo's breathing was stagnant and he didn't move.

After a while of lips touching, Lu Wanwan recalled the last kiss when she was drugged. She could only recall that time. In her memory, that was intense enough.

But she only remembered the feeling, not the steps.